"Let them give him more trouble; don’t let his position as president be too smooth."
"I really hope he’s nothing but an incompetent pretty boy, and that he shows his inability soon. This way, your grandfather will hand the company back to you."
Rong Shaoze leaned back on the sofa, hands pillowing his head, eyes slightly narrowed, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
Rong’s mother continued, "How about that thing I mentioned last time? Have a child with Lin Xinlan sooner. With a child, you’ll inherit more shares in the future."
"Mom, do you really think that if I have a child, Grandfather will hand the company back to me?" Rong Shaoze retorted.
Rong’s mother was taken aback.
"Who else would he hand it to if not you? He watched you grow up; you’re his grandson. He knows your abilities best. I don’t believe he doesn’t know you’re more capable than your cousin. As long as you maintain Shengjue’s reputation, your grandfather will definitely leave the company in your hands."
Rong Shaoze suddenly smiled, "Mom, you’re too naive. Even if I do well, Grandfather won’t hand the company over to me. I was good enough before, and it was just one scandal, a completely solvable problem. Yet, he didn’t think about solving it, but instead, he took back my rights directly. Isn’t that too unreasonable?"
Rong’s mother’s expression changed slightly, and upon reflection, she realized he made a lot of sense.
Suddenly anxious, she said, "Are you saying Grandfather intends to leave everything to Rong Mingyan? If that’s the case, you should be even more proactive. Once you’ve proved yourself, we will find a way to take Rong Mingyan down, and then it will be rightful for you to take over Shengjue."
"Mom, is Shengjue that important?"
"Of course! You know exactly how much Shengjue earns each year. It’s pure cash. Should we not want it in our own pocket, or should we give it away to someone else?"
Rong Shaoze understood that his mother, accustomed to a life of luxury, feared future hardships without money.
He wanted to tell her that even without Shengjue, he could still let her live a life of luxury.
But there were some things he simply couldn’t say...
"Mom, don’t worry, I will take back Shengjue. Not just for the money, but for my pride too. How can I let someone snatch something from my hands and not take it back, right?"
Rong’s mother felt much reassured after hearing this, "That’s right. No matter the reason, we must take back Shengjue."
The mother and son talked a bit more before Rong’s mother got ready to leave.
Rong Shaoze didn’t see her out; in front of his mother, he was a very casual child and didn’t need any false courtesy.
As Rong’s mother descended the stairs, Lao Gu just happened to pass by the living room. She waved at her, "Lao Gu, come here."
"Madam, do you have any orders?" Lao Gu approached, asking respectfully.
Rong’s mother whispered a few words in her ear, her face showing hesitation, "Madam, does the young master know about your intentions?"
Rong’s mother’s face darkened suddenly, she said coldly, "I’m pleased you are loyal to Shaoze, but don’t forget who your true master is. Are you no longer listening to me?!"
Lao Gu hurriedly shook her head in fear, "Madam, I didn’t mean that. Rest assured, I will do exactly as you instructed."
Rong’s mother nodded faintly, her expression still very cold.
She didn’t become Madam Rong without having some tricks up her sleeve. Dealing with servants was hardly a problem for her.